Cool. He will wear a towel around for two hours so as not to scandalize his sister.

"- which can be spelled either d-o-n-u-t or d-o-u-g-h-n-u-t, I think the first one's a simplification derived from the second - hi, Xander."

"Hey.

"We live here now."

"Yeah."

He flops his head on her shoulder while he waits for his clothes.

They arrive at the promised time.

Isabella fetches them at the door for him and he changes.

And once the tablet knows how to write they can go see what's playing in the theater. "- or can we, do we have money, does it cost money -"

"You have an expense account."

"How do we use it?"

"You can give your name and room number and deliveries, as well as events in this building, will be automatically charged to you."

"What if we want to pay for something that doesn't take place in this building?"

"You buy it online."

"So no cash, no cards, I just buy it the same way I would a delivery?"

"That's right."

"Seems simple enough."

They go see what's playing in the theater.

Their options are:

a drama/romance starring a kid from a poor, recently colonized world trying to prove herself and an embittered, newly single heiress with a secret that could destroy her family

a sports drama about some zero-gravity basketballish game and a team of underdogs preparing for the championship

a romantic comedy about coworkers at a luxury resort 

a murder mystery also set at a luxury resort, starring a bunch of people whose names are in VERY BIG TEXT

a historical drama set four hundred years ago on a then-newly-annexed planet

a romantic comedy about outrageously rich people who need to get married to meet the conditions of their inheritance

a kid's movie in which household appliances are all people conspiring to help a kid whose parents turn into green spiky monsters at night

...let's go with the first one. "Can you comment on inaccuracies as we go?" she asks the tablet.

"In romantic movies people typically behave in ways that would in the real world be a strong indication you shouldn't romance them," says the tablet. 

"I meant more like noting oversimplifications about the planets or cultural facts in play."

"I can try that."

"Thanks."

They go sit down for the movie. Isabella gets an aisle seat so only one of her wings has to scrunch oddly in the seat not meant for her.

The protagonists are very pretty and have obvious chemistry and spend most of the movie quietly resenting and misunderstanding and manipulating each other while having a lot of sex and eventually they figure things out and tearfully apologize and have better sex. Her tablet is happy to provide bits of historical context - when that planet was colonized, who chose to live there, how unusual it is for kids from those populations to earn those aptitude scores.

"Do scores vary a lot between populations?" she types.

"Yes. There are likely some genetic differences in aptitudes, and there are also differences in schooling, encouragement, the extent to which the scores are considered a priority..."